No matter what happens with Trump he will never be anything but a lightweight and the game is already over. If he became a Trappist monk I would be glad that he was out of circulation.
But even monkhood would be corrupted by his inauthenticity. I can see that only death will set him free. No one with any sense of self-worth would struggle and strive the way he does to prove it.
Hence the requiem. It is over for Trump no matter what he wins or who he marries or what he buys or how much attention he gets. He's a sorry excuse for a human being and we are sorry too.
We are disgraced by our complicity in his candidacy and even the remote possibility of a Trumpian presidency is a dishonor of cosmic and celestial magnitude. We ought to be more ashamed.
We certainly ought to be more up-in-arms and indignant and scared.
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